Not that I would, no.

[pinesandmaples]

We do not speak simply or wait for pauses, no. Rather, there is a flurry of words, lightly tripping off our tongues with little laughs mixed in. Maybe this is because we know what is coming. Maybe this is because we are afraid. Maybe this is because we want to sugar-coat you with our sweet little words, warming you up for the scary things that are to come. It’s not that they are scary, but they seem scary to a small heart like ours. To keep our hearts beating we keep babbling, hoping your tired ears might miss the bombshell.